El Cid

I still hope there’s some meanings
We might be God’s play dolls without a choice
We believe in us without a clue
When there is none

I still hope there’s some things that are real
What if all is just a little piece of junks
God has created for the sake of creation
Then what do I live for?

The more I thought, the more it fought back
Every little bad inside me
Inescapable fear I must behold
The more I knew, the more I let go
Every regret it’s inside me
Armored heart to compensate

I feel lost when I think about these sad real talks
Never really trust myself
Don’t even know what I’m made of
Everybody they seem wickedly void

The more I thought, the more it fought back
Every little bad inside me
Inescapable fear I must behold
The more I knew, the more I let go
Every regret it’s inside me
Armored heart to compensate